David Kuhn lived in Boston area with his wife Julie and (I believe) two children. He was a producer for WGBH, the public radio/TV station in Boston.
David enjoyed racing his TR-3 sports car, and, in a tragic accident, flipped the machine during a race and died instantly. In a phone conversation with his wife, Julie, a few years after the accident, she said he died doing what he loved to do (besides producing wonderful programs for public TV).
David hung out with three of us a lot -- myself, Roger Lecompte, and Bruce Mansfield, who were "ham radio" operators and members of the Radio Club. We often met at WHHS when we got together, because we lived in scattered areas of the city -- David in Richmond, Bruce in Hamilton, and Roger and I in Silverton/Pleasant Ridge. We were definitely techno-nerds (as my wife calls me).
One of our annual activities was the amateur radio "Field Day" in June. Borrowing a gasoline generator from CGE and getting permission from the city of Cincinnati, we would set up ham radio stations in French Park (or another park) for the event. Then we set up antennas and our transmitters, and operated the stations for 24 hours straight, without using the power mains (this was the point of the event -- to test preparedness for emergencies). Of course, camping out in the park overnight was part of the fun.
David was always the liberal idealist of the group. I remember a particular conversation with him about helping strangers on the road. I argued that one had to think about it before stopping to help someone. He insisted that he instinctively braked when he saw someone by the roadside who needed assistance. I believe he had that instinct to help people, and he lived his life that way.
John Levy
David Kuhn lived in Boston area with his wife Julie and (I believe) two children. He was a producer for WGBH, the public radio/TV station in Boston.
David enjoyed racing his TR-3 sports car, and, in a tragic accident, flipped the machine during a race and died instantly. In a phone conversation with his wife, Julie, a few years after the accident, she said he died doing what he loved to do (besides producing wonderful programs for public TV).
David hung out with three of us a lot -- myself, Roger Lecompte, and Bruce Mansfield, who were "ham radio" operators and members of the Radio Club. We often met at WHHS when we got together, because we lived in scattered areas of the city -- David in Richmond, Bruce in Hamilton, and Roger and I in Silverton/Pleasant Ridge. We were definitely techno-nerds (as my wife calls me).
One of our annual activities was the amateur radio "Field Day" in June. Borrowing a gasoline generator from CGE and getting permission from the city of Cincinnati, we would set up ham radio stations in French Park (or another park) for the event. Then we set up antennas and our transmitters, and operated the stations for 24 hours straight, without using the power mains (this was the point of the event -- to test preparedness for emergencies). Of course, camping out in the park overnight was part of the fun.
David was always the liberal idealist of the group. I remember a particular conversation with him about helping strangers on the road. I argued that one had to think about it before stopping to help someone. He insisted that he instinctively braked when he saw someone by the roadside who needed assistance. I believe he had that instinct to help people, and he lived his life that way.